August 25, 2017
This morning seemed like I woke from a bad dream. Only it wasn’t. The hospital was only a few blocks away. I was still in a daze. When I got to her room she was sitting up, ordering breakfast. The stent was doing its job, her skin was less yellow and her eyes whiter. Both of us knew there was a battle ahead and concentrated on how we’d tackle this news. At least she felt better from having the pressure relieved inside the gallbladder. The doctor soon came into the room and cleared her for release. Her enzymes were still sky high but should soon get better. Her attitude amazes me. I shared that I had talked with the kids and that it wasn’t an easy experience. We talked about how important it was to stay in touch with them and are committed to it. When she was released the ride home back to Sault Ste. Marie took forever. An appointment was made with our family doctor on Drummond Island, and a CAT scan was ordered at the local War Memorial Hospital. An appointment was made in Grand Rapids to meet with the doctors who’d be involved with this battle. Grand Rapids is about a five hour drive from Sault Ste. Marie. It felt good to get home, though still feels like a bad dream. So much has taken place in just a few short days. Her Mother and siblings were all notified by Lori. Bobbi made a call to her Mother and shared the battle plan. The next step was the CAT scan and seeing Dr. Aldridge on Drummond Island. We’re so grateful to have him for our primary doctor.
August 23, 2017
We got up early, packed a few things and went to the hospital. Her labs had come back from the blood work and her numbers (enzymes) were off the chart. The hospital decided that it would be best for her to be transferred to another hospital down state in lower Michigan, Petoskey. They knew there was a problem taking place in her gallbladder and thought a stent being placed in the duct would at least provide relief, while other tests would be done. I went home, packed some clothes, and met the ambulance there. Her sister Lori I contacted and she and her husband Jim were also present. Because of her unusually high enzymes a MRI was ordered. She was taken off all foods and feed through an IV. Her attitude was good but her discomfort was strong. I checked into a nearby motel because the staff at the hospital said the MRI would be done the next day. I stayed with her until visiting hours ended then drove to the motel, still thinking there was a problem taking place in her gallbladder and hoping they’d figure things out tomorrow. People have trouble with their gallbladders all the time. Sometimes they are taken out, hopefully it was nothing serious and we’d be home later in the day.